The Japanese military officer cursed and went up to the second floor of the artillery tower. Without the elegance of the past, he pulled up the wine bottle on the table and poured it into his mouth.

As an imperial elite guarding the artillery tower, this is a very shameless thing. The warriors in the three artillery towers on the edge of the railway blockade ditch are all his subordinates.

I had just received a message from the team leader who sent someone to cut off the telephone and electric wires!

The location where the wires were damaged has been found. On the fifth artillery tower north of his defense zone, the squad leader was arranging engineers to repair it.

It seems that nothing big has to do with him, and all the rebels deserve to die!

The sergeant pulled the phone, but although he didn't have any hope, he subconsciously shook the handle and wanted to try whether the phone line was escorted and repaired. What he didn't expect was that the phone had been escorted and he was scrambling with the operator.

After a long time, I couldn't figure out the situation.

There was no important thing when a sergeant called, and the operator ignored it!

The phones in the Japanese artillery tower cannot be called to each other. They must first call to the county town and transfer from the switchboard. No wonder there are so many telephone lines on the telephone poles!

The cut telephone wire can be opened by simply connecting it to the light, but there are actually two wires for lighting, but the wires must be pulled back to the pole. So far, dozens of people are busy and the electricity has not been fed yet.

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The Japanese are not that wealthy. The wires and telephone lines share telephone poles. As for interference, there is a fart interference from the DC telephone lines.

The sergeant glanced at the machine gunner next to him: "Be careful!"

After saying that, he pulled up the telescope on the table and prepared to go to the top floor with wide vision to take a look.

Thunder...pin...pin...pin...the sound of going up the stairs keeps ringing.

A bloody smell suddenly appeared in the sergeant's nose, which made his half-drunk nervous immediately.

But I didn't expect an accident on the top floor. I was still thinking about whether something was wrong outside the artillery tower, and I immediately accelerated my pace.

He rushed to the roof of the artillery building in a few steps, and the smell of blood became stronger.

A black shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and his big hands and arms suddenly wrapped around his neck.

The sergeant struggled desperately, pulling, elbowing, thrusting his eyes back, and struggling with his hands and feet. He was the most uncommon man who beat ten bayonets and hitting ten of them. He finally found that the arm that was holding his neck was still motionless.

Frustrated!

Extremely frustrated!

"This is impossible!" He was completely drunk and subconsciously thought, how dare the Tujia Route Army run into the artillery tower?

It must be that there was a chaos in the security army. Those who are unreliable must have been instigated by the Eighth Route Army. These Chinese people are just unreliable!

The two Imperial Army guarding the roof!

The sergeant was still thinking that if he had the chance, he would definitely kill all these Chinese people.

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make any sound. His breath was circling in his throat and could not rush out.

Due to ischemia in his brain, he slowly fell into a state of half-disia with Venus eyes.

Until now, the military officials had not found two more bodies on the ground.

No matter how high his skills are, he is afraid of bayonets. The sergeant Meng felt that his throat was almost broken, and he could not use his eighteen martial arts at all.

The twitching movement slowly stopped until a bayonet stabbed in his lower abdomen and then drilled into his chest.

"You have made so much blood, sooner or later you will be smelled by them!" Yang Big Man looked at the monkey with dissatisfaction and whispered: "You have made me covered in blood again!"

There were five Japanese soldiers in one artillery tower, all living on the second floor, and one of them was on the night whistle on the opposite slope.

The bottom floor was a squad of eleven public security troops. The sergeant went up to the roof and did not come down, so no one paid attention.

Some of the Japanese security troops who ran out of each artillery tower were wandering on the railway, and people kept drilling into the artillery tower. The last Japanese came back and went straight to the second floor, and the security troops behind him remained at the bottom.

The sound of speaking, scolding, and the sound of disarmament bringing things and throwing guns against the wall.

The main and deputy machine gunners were added to the artillery tower, and there were a total of three Japanese and eight public security troops.

The Japanese who had just returned to the artillery tower asked the soldiers where they were. After thinking about it, they couldn't sleep anyway, so they decided to go to the top floor to chat with the soldiers. So he stepped onto the stairs.

The strong smell of blood made the bloodthirsty Japanese suddenly feel a little excited. Could it be that the security army guarding above the sergeant killed?

With doubts, he shouted the surname of Shoucao in bird's song: "Kun Inoue..."

There was no response, and by this time he had already reached halfway up the stairs.

The searchlight on the top floor suddenly lit up at this moment.

Although he was not shining directly, the bright searchlight made him subconsciously half-close his eyes, and his steps did not stop. He touched the brick wall next to him and continued to walk up the familiar stairs.

As soon as he poked his head out, a big hand wrapped around his neck and directly lifted his small body up.

The two Japanese machine gunners who were watching this scene downstairs were stunned for a moment. When did this guy move so sensitively?

Is this the rhythm of flying?

The two Japanese looked at each other and smiled at each other, but didn't care.

Maybe this idiot deliberately supported the top edge with his hands and ascended to the top? It shows that his arms are powerful.

......

"Oh? Fox, something is wrong. Monkeys and the others have been in for so long, why isn't they moving?" The girl next to her stared at the searchlight lights on the artillery tower not far away suddenly lit up.

Hu Yi looked at Liangguang and frowned. He couldn't figure out what was going on. If something really happened to the monkey, the artillery tower shouldn't be so calm.

Not long after, the searchlights on the roofs of several nearby artillery towers began to rotate and sway.

The light on the roof of the artillery tower in front of Hu Yi suddenly stopped.

"No, they discovered us, fox, run away!" The little girl had seen the power of the machine gun in the artillery tower, and now she was lying on the open ground less than 100 meters away from the artillery tower, and would soon become a target.

Hu Yi pressed the girl's neck and said, "Don't move, the situation has changed!"

After a while, the aperture of the searchlight shook away. After a half circle, it began to circulate again. The aperture returned to Hu Yi's hidden position and stopped again!

The little girl finally discovered this situation. The searchlight went back and forth three times, and stopped in front of their position.

The searchlight stopped in front of them again, and then shook away again after a while.

"Hey, monkey and the others took down the artillery tower..." After the girl said that, she patted Hu Yi's hand on her neck, then kicked Xu Xiao, who was carrying a gun for her, immediately got up, spread her legs and went forward

Running in the artillery tower.

Hu Yi kept thinking that the monkey didn't send Big Yang back, and hadn't figured out what was going on, but saw the girl running away, so he quickly reached out to pull it, but he didn't pull it.

My heart sank: It's not good, it's bad!

Without hesitation, he got up, pulled the Czech machine gun in front of him, followed the girl three steps and two steps forward. He was anxious, but he couldn't make a sound to let the girl stop.

Xu Xiao was behind him, behind the three running people. The spy platoon left a squad of soldiers who saw this and immediately raised a wooden stick as thick as an arm and followed.

The two guys who had been observing the roof of the artillery were stunned. Although the figures were not in the aperture, the artillery was full of enemies. Why did Company Commander Hu and the others start rushing over?

The door on the bottom of the artillery tower was open to the south, and the security sentries were smoking. They didn't care about the sudden sound of footsteps. He thought it was the patrol team coming again.

I didn't notice that the direction of the sound was coming from was incorrect.

Isn't there still an observation post on the top floor? If someone really comes over, they will definitely find out first. The sentry continued to squint their eyes and spit out the smoke that was sucked into their mouths. The nose opened and closed, and the smoke into their noses and then sucked them around.

Crawling into the lungs.

Very uncomfortable.

A black shadow line continued to move towards the artillery tower, and within a distance of about a hundred meters, it rushed to the edge of the blockade ditch in less than twenty seconds.

The girl who was running in front finally stopped. The blocking ditch in front of her was deep and wide, and the ditch was so dark that nothing could be seen.

At this time, the distance from the west artillery tower is no more than fifteen meters. If the Japanese machine guns come in one round, no one who blocks the ditch will escape!

Hu Yi crawled in front of the girl, nervous. If the gun was fired now, he would definitely pull the girl into the blockade ditch!

The wooden stick carried by the spy platoon soldiers reached the bottom of the ditch, but the little girl suddenly found the public security army smoking on the other side!

It was obvious that the man was neither a monkey nor a big man, nor was he the subordinates of Tang Dagou who was wearing Japanese military uniforms.

The terrain is now open and open. If someone in the artillery tower looked here, he would have seen all this a long time ago.

But until now, the gun has not fired or moved. The situation is a bit strange. The sentry at the entrance of the artillery tower is not his own. There is only one possibility. The monkey and the big man just occupied the top floor!

This is unscientific!

The soldiers of the spy platoon slipped into the blockade ditch in a vulgar way. The little girl pulled the rifle from his companion Xu Xiao and whispered to Xu Xiao: "Don't speak!"

The rifle finally aimed at the smoking security army.

When Hu Yi saw this scene, he immediately felt scared and sweated. Monkeys and the others occupied the artillery tower!

He quickly shook the Czech style, but he couldn't tell the entrance of the second floor artillery building, too close to it! He had to half kneel up, hold a machine gun and look at the dark and invisible shooting entrance of the artillery building, ready to suppress fire at any time.

The soldiers of the eleven spy platoons, with their necks and cats on their backs, all went down the blockade ditch.

Even though I was careful, I still made a lot of noise...

Hu Yi didn't follow him, gasping for nervousness, his heart beating wildly, and his heart seemed to jump out of his mouth.

He had never encountered such a tense situation before, and he simply put his head under the gun of the enemy.

Even if I had encountered heavy artillery bombing by the Japanese, I had never had such a serious situation!
To be continued...